Minerva wasn't stunned by the gravity of the situation. She turned to me immediately, anxiety written clear on her face. For my part, I felt a strange sense of peace. We had done it, after all our months of plotting.
"You-you're sure about this?" Minerva asked me.
I motioned to the king's corpse. "It might be a little late for us to start doubting."
"Not that." Minerva gave me a pained look. My heart ached with her. "The forgetting. Are you sure you want to go through with it. We could hide you somewhere else, or try to..."
I took the princess' hands and looked her deep in the eyes. Even now, with the weight of what we were about to do pressing on my mind, I found myself appreciating that dazzling bright blue of her irises.
"Everything will be alright, Min. I trust you."
She touched
